Although you rarely think of me
I’ll still remember how beautiful you dark brown eyes is,
The way sun shines through your eyes,
The way you looking at me while sun kissed you and made your eyes lighter

Do you still scared of the dark?
Do you still love spicy food?
Do you still love the ramen we ate on Grand Indonesia?
Do you still love the band we both admire?

I’m afraid.
I’m afraid that I’ll be sad when you have a new girl and you treat her better than you’ve treated me
It’s not fair
That ,
I felt the pain but you don’t